| Song | Jah Didn't Kill Johnny |
| Artist | Sage Francis |
| Album | A Healthy Distrust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Frances | |
| Yeah. Holler at ya boy | |
| Holler at your boy. | |
| Do shitDo remember, | |
| Holler at your boy | |
| Go back, a few weeks on this one. | |
| Go way way back | |
| This life aint for everyone, | |
| But for some of us. | |
| Yeah. Life is easy | |
| This song right here, going out a childhood mentor of mine, father | |
| John.Holler. | |
| Touched me as a kid, i want you to know, still feeling you. | |
| Life is easy | |
| Jah didn't kill | |
| JohnnyHe had a date with death | |
| It was a slow train coming | |
| And we've all got a train to catch | |
| But Lord, take your filthy claws off the rest of my freinds. | |
| That is, of course, if they ain't already dead. | |
| I make no demands. | |
| I just make amends. | |
| I make my bed and | |
| I'm a lie in it | |
| But before | |
| I die...please...don't take anymore of my friends. | |
| Please don't take anymore of my friends. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| The smoke didn't kill | |
| Johnny. The drink didn't kill | |
| Johnny.The junk didn't kill | |
| Johnny. And the women didn't kill | |
| Johnny.Was it the road? | |
| I don't know. | |
| Was it rock and roll? | |
| I don't think so. | |
| But God, God, | |
| God, God, | |
| God...would never...kill... | |
| Johnny Cash | |
| He had a train to catch. | |
| He had a date with death | |
| And we've all got a train to catch. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| Holler at ya boy. | |
| Life is easy. |
| zuo qu : Frances | |
| Yeah. Holler at ya boy | |
| Holler at your boy. | |
| Do shitDo remember, | |
| Holler at your boy | |
| Go back, a few weeks on this one. | |
| Go way way back | |
| This life aint for everyone, | |
| But for some of us. | |
| Yeah. Life is easy | |
| This song right here, going out a childhood mentor of mine, father | |
| John. Holler. | |
| Touched me as a kid, i want you to know, still feeling you. | |
| Life is easy | |
| Jah didn' t kill | |
| JohnnyHe had a date with death | |
| It was a slow train coming | |
| And we' ve all got a train to catch | |
| But Lord, take your filthy claws off the rest of my freinds. | |
| That is, of course, if they ain' t already dead. | |
| I make no demands. | |
| I just make amends. | |
| I make my bed and | |
| I' m a lie in it | |
| But before | |
| I die... please... don' t take anymore of my friends. | |
| Please don' t take anymore of my friends. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| The smoke didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. The drink didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. The junk didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. And the women didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. Was it the road? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| Was it rock and roll? | |
| I don' t think so. | |
| But God, God, | |
| God, God, | |
| God... would never... kill... | |
| Johnny Cash | |
| He had a train to catch. | |
| He had a date with death | |
| And we' ve all got a train to catch. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| Holler at ya boy. | |
| Life is easy. |
| zuò qǔ : Frances | |
| Yeah. Holler at ya boy | |
| Holler at your boy. | |
| Do shitDo remember, | |
| Holler at your boy | |
| Go back, a few weeks on this one. | |
| Go way way back | |
| This life aint for everyone, | |
| But for some of us. | |
| Yeah. Life is easy | |
| This song right here, going out a childhood mentor of mine, father | |
| John. Holler. | |
| Touched me as a kid, i want you to know, still feeling you. | |
| Life is easy | |
| Jah didn' t kill | |
| JohnnyHe had a date with death | |
| It was a slow train coming | |
| And we' ve all got a train to catch | |
| But Lord, take your filthy claws off the rest of my freinds. | |
| That is, of course, if they ain' t already dead. | |
| I make no demands. | |
| I just make amends. | |
| I make my bed and | |
| I' m a lie in it | |
| But before | |
| I die... please... don' t take anymore of my friends. | |
| Please don' t take anymore of my friends. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| The smoke didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. The drink didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. The junk didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. And the women didn' t kill | |
| Johnny. Was it the road? | |
| I don' t know. | |
| Was it rock and roll? | |
| I don' t think so. | |
| But God, God, | |
| God, God, | |
| God... would never... kill... | |
| Johnny Cash | |
| He had a train to catch. | |
| He had a date with death | |
| And we' ve all got a train to catch. | |
| Life is easy. | |
| Holler at ya boy. | |
| Life is easy. |